La Marseillaise

Let's go, children of the Fatherland
The day of glory has arrived
Against us, tyranny's
Bloody banner is raised
Bloody banner is raised

Do you hear in the countryside
The roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They're coming right into your arms
To cut the throats of your sons, your wives

To arms, citizens
Form your battalions
Let's march, let's march
May impure blood
Water our furrows

To arms, citizens
Form your battalions
Let's march, let's march
May impure blood
Water our furrows

Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors
Bear or hold back your blows
Spare these sad victims
Regretfully arming themselves against us
Regretfully arming themselves against us

But not these bloodthirsty despots
But not these accomplices of Bouillé
All these tigers who, pitilessly
Rip apart their mother's breast

To arms, citizens
Form your battalions
Let's march, let's march
May impure blood
Water our furrows

To arms, citizens
Form your battalions
Let's march, let's march
May impure blood
Water our furrows

Sacred love of the Fatherland
Guide and support our avenging arms
Liberty, cherished Liberty
Fight with your defenders
Fight with your defenders

Under our flags, may victory
Hurry to your manly accents
May your expiring enemies
See your triumph and our glory

To arms, citizens
Form your battalions
Let's march, let's march
May impure blood
Water our furrows

To arms, citizens
Form your battalions
Let's march, let's march
May impure blood
Water our furrows